There are two ways of doing this
One is easy and one is complicated
And it's up to me to pick one now
And I don't think I'll pick the easy one
Of all these short-life plans they're building here
There's not a single one you should pay attention to
They only do it 'cause it looks so fucking good
When they show it on the news
You get long days of belly-ache, that's you inside of her
You get a wire under the ocean to connect and talk to me
Long days of belly-ache
A million things that I should do
But I tell you all it's like I'm glued to this chair
November passed just like that
November passed just like that
And I consider these options again
All you Mr. Suit-gentlemen
Come bury me with bullshit, please
I know exactly how it feels
You get long days of belly-ache, that's me inside of her
You get a wire across the sky to carry my love
Long days of absolutely nothing, nothing at all
So go ahead, tell me I'm stupid
Never ever been a sunbeam
I want to scream until my lounges bleed
I want to scream until I can't speak
So go on, dig your thumbs in
Take a bite of me
Take another bite of me
And give me long days of belly-ache,
That's you inside of me
You get a wire across the sky
To carry all the love you need
Long days of absolutely nothing,
Nothing at all
Long days of belly-ache
